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Previously on The Outpost...

What does your kinj do?

It takes us all to paradise.

Maybe it connects all
of the stingfly brains together like a hive?

We've come to bring peace to your village.

If four of the infected come into a town

and then they then pass on their kinj
every time one becomes affected...

Sixty-five thousand,
five hundred and thirty-six.

That's more people
than even live in the Capital.

The first person to get one of these
from Yavalla was Gwynn.

How long does she have
before she's like this?

The first 20 or 30 days,
she'll be wasting away.

It's the false-queen
with the Blackblood witch by her side.

Surely, she knows better
than to attack the Capital?

She has an army with her.

I don't like it.

Keep the gates closed.

Order the attack.

Give the order!

Kill them all, Commander.

Are you deaf?

Commander, give the order!

Or face execution!

What is this?

There's nothing to fear.

Yavalla comes to you in peace.

How dare you!

Strip her of her adornments.

Then lock her in the prison.

That was easy.

I always prefer a bloodless takeover.

The commander is one of our first unitings.

Still nothing?

Um, less than nothing.

Yavalla is out there spreading this disease
and Gwynn's life is getting sucked away.

- This is horrible.
- You have no idea.

You're not the one with all of this rat blood
on your hands.

You know, whenever I do manage
to get any kind of sleep

I have all these nightmares
about all these rats

that I've killed just come
to get me for revenge.

Alright! Alright.

We've confirmed that the kinj seems to live
at the base of the brain.

Until it's ready to split and then...

then it moves to the frontal area.

But we can't cut it out of either place
without killing the poor, infected things.

Which means that surgery is not an option.

Well, you say Gwynn loses more of her life
with each uniting?

- Mm.
- She doesn't have much time left.

Right, you can't give up.

Never.

We're just moving
from surgery to toxins.

We're searching for a poison
that doesn't kill rats

but kills kinjes.

And therefore presumably
doesn't kill people...

And how long is that going to take?

I don't know, Talon.

A day? A moon?

Eternity? Who knows, Talon?
We're working blind.

- Well, it seems to me our only option now is...
- Our only option now is what?

Nothing.

Get back to work.

She's a bossy little thing, isn't she?

You know, uh...

there's no blades allowed in here.

You gonna tell Munt on me?

You really hate me, don't you?

I don't hate you, Garret.

I mean, it's obvious
why I should hate you...

...someone responsible for beating

starving and enslaving me.

But you...

why do you hate me?

So much?

I don't hate you.

Could it be...

because I ended up with Talon?

And tell me...

what difference would it make
if I did hate you?

Because all too often, Zed

you and I are going to have
to fight side by side

and when we do

I want to make sure that
you'll have my back.

This might come as a surprise to you...

but I really care about Talon.

And right now, for some reason,
I completely fail to understand...

you're the thing that makes her happy.

For that reason alone, I've got your back.

Good.

Well, I'm glad that we could be
mature about this.

Good.

Now punch yourself in the face.

Oh, you're dead!

What's going on here?

Nothing.

Nothing. Any...
any breakthroughs with Janzo or Wren?

No, nothing yet.

Then we're all in agreement.
We have to find and kill Yavalla.

Oh, that won't be easy.

I stabbed her through the heart.

A moment later,
it was like it never happened.

Then we'll cut off her head.

Keep hacking
until there's nothing left to regenerate.

Might I suggest fire?

You know what we're talking about?

Of course.

What solution could three warriors
be plotting

other than to hack and slash
their enemy to bits?

Janzo, if we let Yavalla live

we're sacrificing everyone else.

I know.

Doesn't mean I have to be happy about it.

Yavalla is still Wren's mother after all.

- You can't say anything about this...
- I can...

but I won't.

Unfortunately, I agree that your plan
is all we have left.

She'll probably never want
to speak to me ever again.

I know this is hard for you.

But will it work?

If we kill Yavalla,
will it free the infected?

Probably. Maybe. Who knows?

Janzo, we need your expert opinion.

Please.

Will it work?

The infected are all controlled by Yavalla.

If she and her kinj die,
they'll be nothing left to control.

They'll no longer be slaves.

So if Yavalla dies,
it will cure the infected?

There's no guarantee, it's just...

it's just my expert opinion.

This fulminate...

will burn through tissue faster
than any other substance, just...

just ignite and throw it.

So, you think fire is our best chance
at destroying Yavalla?

It should destroy
all the living tissue instantly.

There'll be nothing left to regenerate.

But then again...

who knows?

Well, thank you, Janzo.

You don't even know
where Gwynn and Yavalla went.

They could be anywhere by now.

The Outpost is taking in refugees
from every corner of the Realm.

Gwynn and Tobin have been seen
heading north to the Capital.

Finding her isn't the problem.
Getting close to her is.

She'll be surrounded by infected soldiers
and believers, all of whom would die for...

Where are you all going?

Oh, they're just...

Don't worry, they're...

just going to find Gwynn.

Janzo, you're in charge of the Outpost
until I get back.

You can't be serious?

Wren...

I need you to be Janzo's right hand,
make sure he doesn't screw everything up.

Here, the Lu-Qiri are of no use to us
where we're going, so...

Use the rings to summon them if you to.

What are you planning, Zed?

Don't lie to me.

Why don't you come inside
with me? Come on.

- I'll make you a delicious hot ale.
- I'm not stupid.

I know you're going to try kill my mother!

Well, you're wasting your time.
She can't be killed.

I'm sorry, Wren.

But we have to try.

I hate my mother
but I don't want her to die.

She's all I've got.

It's not true. You've got me.

Thank you.

Rejoice the end of oppression
and cruelty of The Three.

The Three have now been replaced by The One

and her name is Yavalla.

I am your queen.

But she is our God.

Join with me.

Become united.

Enjoy the peace

the well-being that it brings.

This isn't right!

What happened to The Three?

Don't be afraid.

In time, you will all be united.

There you are.

I've been looking all over for you.

What are you doing?

Being in charge.

I think.

Not really sure, I mean,
isn't this where I'm supposed to, you know

be in charge from?

I suppose. Not necessarily.

Do you know what, Wren?

No one's ever given me
responsibility before.

Oh.

Y-you mean other than curing
the plaguelings?

Or saving Garret's life
or running the only tavern in town?

Yes, I guess there is always that.

But now there's soldiers to command
and people to feed.

Not to forget the daily risk of infestation.

It's all just a bit overwhelming.

Oh, stop hiding up here
and get back to work.

Talon chose you for a reason, Janzo,
you're the best man for the job.

Thank you.

And don't worry...

when you fail I'll be right here
to take over.

Alright?

Come on! You can do this!

Cover your ears.

You slaughtered unarmed peasants.

Unarmed but infected, just as deadly.

It doesn't do any good to kill them.

- There's always more.
- Well, that's where I think you're wrong.

We're gonna kill every last one of them

till the infection's purged from the Realm.

You would have to kill thousands.

Tens of thousands.

I hope.

Cos there's nothing like killing freaks!

Right, boys?

And how do you know who's infected?

I've encountered so many

I have a feel for it.

Lucky for you three
or you'd be dead already.

So, you're just randomly wandering around,
slaughtering people?

Not random!

We're being a path to Gallwood Outpost.

It's said to be the only safe haven.

You should turn around while you still can.

You're going to the Outpost?

In case you don't know

they're not exactly friendly
to the Prime Order.

There is no Prime Order anymore.

The Realm's in chaos.

Infections everywhere.

There's only freaks and not freaks!

Them...

and us.

He does have a point.

Don't let the freaks
get their hands on that...

pretty little face of yours.

Do you think Janzo will let them in?

I hope not.

There are fewer people coming in every day.

Does that mean that everyone
out there is infected?

I hope not, but we've already taken in
too much for this Outpost to accommodate.

No, there's still room.

We can just put them
in the abandoned district.

It's not a question of room, Wren.

There's nothing to feed them.
The storehouses are as empty as Munt's head.

Hey, my head is not empty. Is it?

So we start portioning food.
We just enforce half rations.

We do need a fair system of apportion.

Next!

I say the bigger the man,
the more food he should get.

Munt...

you raise an excellent point.

- I do?
- Yes.

You can live off the food that
you got stored in that big, old gut of yours.

From now on,
you only have a quarter rations.

- No... no. Janzo, no.
- I'll take...

Thank you.

Next!

Keep pawing at her, little one.

That's right.

Next!

Hey, there.

Do you want some cheese?

Thank you...

sir.

Next.

Sun's up.

We should get moving.

I'll fill the water skins but...

then we have to go.

I'm genuinely interested
in what you see in him.

You really want to know?

How about, he's honest?

Loyal.

He'd die for me without a second thought.

All sounds a bit boring
and predictable to me.

Don't come any closer.

I don't want to hurt you.

You stay...

right there.

I get that the man's good-looking

but he's about as exciting as a mouthful
of sawdust and water.

And you're more like a mouthful of acid.

Oh! That hurts.

Garret lives by a code.

And he finds a way to do what needs to be
done without betraying his friends.

Unlike someone I know.

Where is he by the way?

He should be back by now.

I'm sorry.

Is that your father?

Where is your father?

You should go to him.

Go on! Go to your father!

I may not always be in the right
but at least I try and fix what I've broken.

What happened?

I just...

almost got infected.

You shouldn't go off alone.

You're not immune like us.

Wait, did you even get the water?

Well...

See?

N ot so pe rfe ct.

I'm sorry, but, what was that?

Nothing.

Come on, we'd better keep moving.

Your...

friends.

They're on their way.

It must be someone important, right?

Because they wouldn't just call us
unnecessarily

They know we're doing
so much work around here.

I just don't understand what wasn't clear
about my instructions.

I mean...

if they're not infected, let them in.
And if-if-if they are then...

Oh.

Who are they?

Only our sworn enemy.

We've come all this way
for sanctuary from the plague

only to find the Outpost gates closed to us!

I'm sorry but...
but you can't come in.

Not unless you renounce your allegiance
to the Prime Order

a-and The Three and unless you...

support Queen Rosmund
as the rightful ruler of the Realm.

There. That should get rid of them.

I don't much about this queen
you speak of...

but I will gladly renounce the Prime Order.

And The Three!

We present ourselves as men
with no allegiance

wanting only to serve and protect
those uninfected, left in the Realm.

- Damn. I wasn't expecting that.
- It's only nine men.

It's nothing our Lu-Qiri can't handle
if they make trouble.

I'd still rather send them away.

I just... I just don't see
how we can deny them sanctuary.

What say you, gate-keeper?

You've won the war!

The Prime Order is defeated.

Don't let this red armour stand in the way
of joining forces against the common enemy.

Open the gates!

Wren, I hope I don't regret this.

Very clever.

Boys!

Welcome to your new home.

Maybe Yavalla didn't stop here?

Yavalla can't have taken control
of the Capital already.

It's not possible.

It is if they were unsuspecting.

How would the Outpost have fared
if we didn't know first-hand about Yavalla?

Or if Wren hadn't have invented
that kinj detector rat cage?

Janzo invented that.

Would you two shut up and focus!

How are we going to get in alive
through that gate?

We don't go in through the gate.

Come on.

I'll get it.

Aha!

Tell them we're closed.

We're closed.

Oh, you are, are you?

Me men and I have been on the road
for a long time with no...

female company

How about you give me a little kiss?

You put your hands on her again...

I'll throw you out, covered in bruises.

I'm shaking in my boots.

Listen...

I already regret opening my gates
to you and your...

herd of swine.

So one more about and I will change my mind

and I'll have you banished.

The gate-keeper.

What are you doing here?

Go back to the gate
and stop the freaks from getting in.

Janzo just happens to be
acting base commander

so, you'd better watch your mouth.

This little wisp of a man?

Base commander?

Nah, it can't be that easy.

What can't be that easy? Hm?

No offense intended.

Hm.

I only ask that

you stay open long enough for us to get
some bread and ale in our guts

and then we'll get out of your hair.

My men and I are hungry.

Listen this whole Outpost is hungry.

So you'll get the same food rations
as everyone else.

You'll get half a ration of barley meal
and a cube of cheese

thrice a fortnight.

The storehouse needs careful management now

now that we've got
all of these refugees taking in.

What?

And how many days' rations have you got left
in that storehouse?

- That's privileged information.
- Yes...

Good idea to keep that number quiet.

We wouldn't want a riot.

Have a warehouse emptied by an angry mob.

That's not going to happen.

All the same

my men and I will take it upon ourselves
to guard that little storehouse.

Make sure it keeps us fed.

You leave my storehouse alone!

I don't need any of your help.

Let's go, boys.

Ah...

I served under a Prime Order Quartermaster

who used to get wine into the city this way.

Did the wine end up smelling
like whatever is stuck to my boot?

Hey!

You get the feeling they aren't infected.

No. They don't have
that happy calm thing happening.

It's alright.

It's alright, it's alright.

We're here to help.

But we need to find Queen Rosmund

and the Blackblood Prophetess, Yavalla.

Do you know where they are?

The queen sits in the council room.

They say Yavalla's in the New Shrine...

courtyard square.

And The Three?

What about them?

O-one never returned fr-from
the war with the queen.

And Two and Three?

Some say One and Three are dead.

I saw them drag Two to the prison.

Alright, come on.

Listen, this tunnel leads to a drainage cover
we came in through.

It will take you outside the city gates.

From there you'll have to make a run for it.

Just follow the smell.

If you can make it to Gallwood Outpost

they'll provide you shelter.

Avoid everyone else, am I clear?

Y-y-es.

Go on.

Come on.

I know a back way to the courtyard square.

We have to get to Yavalla.

Step aside.

We're running the storehouse now.

You're running nothing!

Time for you and your men
to leave the Outpost.

We gave you more than fair warning.

It's me that gave you fair warning.

I hear rumours...

Truly they defy description.

There's no need to fight!
You can't win!

One?

No.

But I have what was in his head.

But how?

I caught his foolish, young acolyte
trying to take it back to the Capital.

He hadn't figured out how to use it.

So I took it

for myself.

No, no, no. Don't hurt them!

Please! Please, they can serve you!

Guard it!

Take all our food if that's what you want!

Take it all!
Just leave us here to starve.

Ah, I might have been content
with your food.

You try this...

insulting move on me.

Now, I'll have to rule this whole Outpost.

For the good of everyone.

This is my Outpost now!

Kneel...

or die.

Don't...

It seems we'll have to finish
what the Prime Order started.

Arrest all the Blackbloods.

What are you doing?

Pass me your rings.

What are you up to, little man?

I-I-I thought I was going to prison.

You haven't got pointed ears.

I need you to manage
these pitiful people as they starve.

With half rations they might be unhappy,
but they're not going to starve.

We'll start with quarter rations
for the useful ones.

And no rations for the sick

the young, the old or the weak.

You're crazy.

It's time to thin the herd.

No sense wasting food
on the soon-to-be-dead.

Never.

I'm not going to help you do any of that.

You will...

when you see what I do to these people
if you disobey me.

No!

Stop! Stop! Enough, enough!

Listen!

I'm now over-lord of this Outpost!

All food...

belongs to me.

If you're strong...

you serve me well...

you will be given enough food to survive.

If not...

you'll starve.

Anyone who opposes me will die
in agony like these...

fools.

There's only two guards.

But the worshippers could cause trouble
as well.

Zed and I are immune.

- If they get their hands on you, Garret...
- Then you burn Yavalla to a pile of ashes.

Do not hold back to protect me.

Getting to Yavalla is all that matters.

If this thing doesn't work,
we need to cut off Yavalla's head

and keep hacking until that kinj is dead.

If you don't get to her first, I will.

- You ready?
- Ready.

Ready.

It's over, Yavalla.

Stop!

It's not her.

Well, where is she?

I'm right here, Zed.

I see you.

- Where is your body?
- I have many bodies

many eyes

many hands.

And those bodies are slowly dying.

Do your minions know that?

As bodies die others take their place.

We have to go. We have to go, now!

There's nowhere to go, Captain Spears.

Zed?

Zed!

That was bloody fast, wasn't it?

Hello.

My name is Janzo.

I-I-I'm ex... ex-lover of Talon.

Current lover of Wren.

Help.

I translated some Blackblood.

It's probably not perfect.
I mean, it'll be close to perfect, I'm Janzo.

But, um, I'm not sure
I'll be able to pronounce it all

but hopefully it makes enough sense.

Alright...

Here goes...

Think, Janzo, think!

What would Janzo do now?

What would Talon do?

Zed!

We need to get out of the city.
Hopefully Yavalla hasn't gone too far.

No, we're not leaving yet.

Not without Gwynn and Tobin.

Gwynn and Tobin are infected!

The only thing we can do for them now is
track down Yavalla

and put an end to this whole thing.
Garret, tell her.

We're not leaving until we find Gwynn.

Outnumbered by crazy people.

Munt! Munt?

Did it work, Janzo?
Did the demons listen to you?

I don't know.
I don't think so, we'll have to see.

- Oh, wh... when?
- When what?

When will we see?

Oh, God! I didn't tell them a time.

- Well, where did you tell them to bring it?
- I didn't tell them that either.

- Yeah, I know the feeling.
- Right...

the logical assumption would be for them
to bring it where we met them. Right?

Come on. Let's go back.

- Right, let's go.
- Let's go!

Are you hungry or not?

I'm always hungry.

It was here.
And they were jumping from behind as well.

Munt...

Munt, they understood me.

I always told you they were
amazing creatures, didn't I?

I mean, I just barely told them to go hunting
and here they are.

I mean it's not enough
to feed the masses but...

I guess you speak Blackblood
better than you think.

Yes...

Yes, I guess I do.

From now on, call me
"Janzo, Lord of the Demons".

Get the cows.
I'll get the sheep. Go.

Just three guards.

And they're all connected to Yavalla.

They see us, the whole city sees us.

It's the only route to the council chamber.

A place no one in their right mind
would ever go.

Three's better than six!

Look. Look!

Quick, Garret.

You three, stay here.

We'll search the lower passage.

- They couldn't have gone far.
- Right.

You catch those traitors
and we'll just stand here and guard.

Just stand here and guard?

I've never been in the military before.

Come on, it's this way.

One ration of meat for each of you.

Here you go.

Well, don't crowd together,
you'll draw attention.

There you go.

It's not much.

Quick, quick!

Now listen. Do not cook it.

Dry it and eat it over more days, yes?

Find out where they're getting
the food from.

May I ask...

where the food is coming from?

- Oh. Janzo has a whole...
- Friends from the gate

who acquired it for us.
Um, why do you ask?

No reason. Just...

curious.

Don't tell anyone where or how we got it.

The Prime Order soldiers will stop
our supply otherwise.

Come.

- Come on.
- Oh, oh, ri-ri-right.

There are still hundreds waiting to be
converted, hiding within the city.

But we will find them all in
a matter of days

It's all I have to report Queen Rosmund.

Thank you, Sister.

Yavalla commands us to send
another wave of ambassadors

to touch every corner of the Realm

including our Greyskin brothers and sisters
in the south.

Yavalla has spoken.

She's dying, Garret.